The first fire of the season is always a jumble of emotions. Yay! pretty, warm fire; boo! five months of freezing ass cold and three hour days.

The new twist this year is that the dog is apparently now deaf enough that he isn’t scared of the popping wood anymore.

Yay/boo.

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